Chapter 656:
Instantly, Evitaâs eyes shimmered with unshed tears, her gaze clouded with emotion.
Her lips quivered as she struggled to find the right words to say to Harlee. Steadying herself on Valentinaâs shoulder, Evita shakily stood to her feet.
At this point, Harlee had already hung up and dialed the number Skyla had given her.
âMs. Swain, this is Harlee.â
âAre you on your way?â
âIs this⦠Is this Miss Sanderson?â Nyomi asked, her disbelief evident in her tone.
Harlee chuckled.
âJust call me Harlee.â
Tears streamed down Nyomiâs face on the other end of the line.
Harlee was unbothered by the trouble Nyomi was causing. Instead, she eagerly laid out a few crucial reminders, mentioning that she would be waiting in the area ahead.
Eva nodded, her tone calm as she chimed in, âYes, Nyomi.
Eva and Harlee are together. We will come to pick you up later.â
Harlee froze, momentarily speechless. When did she mention bringing Eva along?
Evita watched Harlee warmly greet the nanny.
Her eyes slowly darkened, swelling with jealousy and sorrow, as though she were abandoned by everyone. In her anger, she lost sight of the fact that she had been the one to abandon Skyla and Harlee in the first place.
Fury ignited in her, and with a shout, she stormed forward.
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âI am your grandmother.
How could you be so respectful to a nanny while treating me this icily?â
Before Evita could finish, Harlee cut her off, her voice icily cold.
âMrs. Juarez.â
Evitaâs words died in her throat as her sharp gaze locked with Harlee, who had just hung up the phone.
For a brief moment, guilt flickered in Evitaâs eyes.
But to Harlee, Evitaâs sudden show of remorse was nothing but a shallow performance.
With a mocking smile, Harlee looked Evita up and down, contempt evident in every line of her face.
âMrs. Juarez, I believe you have forgotten that my mother, Skyla, severed ties with your Juarez family long ago. You were the one who drove her away without a second thought. What now? How could you forget so quickly? Shouldnât your dutiful son have kept you at home rather than letting you roam around harassing people?â
Evitaâs once-kind expression darkened with fury.
Harleeâs eyes narrowed, her voice dripping with disdain as she continued, âIf you continue to run your mouth, I wonât hesitate to use medical methods to straighten out that confused mind of yours.â
Evita shuddered, her body trembling with a mixture of fear, suffocation, regret, and bitter jealousy. When Harlee saw this, she simply took Evaâs hand and stepped back.
âNyomi earns the Sanderson familyâs respect.
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